freenovelworld Chapter 205 An Ying is missing
Chapter 205 An Ying is missing
An Ying woke up after hitting her head hard against the car window.
She found her mouth taped shut and her hands and feet tightly bound.
He could only grit his teeth and endure the pain in his forehead.
An Ying struggled to lift her head, squinting as she looked around.
Like her, Huo Ying's mouth was gagged, and her hands and feet were bound.
She slumped in her seat, still fast asleep.
An Ying's consciousness gradually returned.
I think I and Huo Ying were just drugged and kidnapped.
I don't know who called these thugs or what their purpose was.
But one thing is certain: we've gotten ourselves into big trouble.
These thugs probably don't know that in addition to kidnapping An Ying, they've also kidnapped the Huo family's only daughter.
An Ying glanced at Huo Ying.
This rich young lady has a bit of a temper and is not someone to mess with.
Regardless, Huo Ying was innocently implicated.
An Ying's mind was still blank.
She had absolutely no idea what to do next.
She was tied up and thrown into the last row of the van, curled up in a twisted sitting position in the tattered seat. An Ying felt soreness in her shoulders and neck.
She craned her neck; from this angle, she could see right outside the window.
She was not familiar with Ye Cheng.
The car wasn't traveling on a main road; outside the window were fields of farmland and low-rise houses.
The car had already driven to the outskirts of Yecheng.
Jingle Bell--
A loud cell phone ringtone broke the silence of the carriage.
This is An Ying's ringtone.
Who called?
An Ying glanced at the tall man in the row in front of her; he was holding both An Ying's and Huo Ying's phones in his hand.
An Ying stretched her neck and tried her best to reach it.
She couldn't see her own phone screen.
The tall man glanced down at his phone, and without the slightest hesitation, hung up the call he had made to An Ying.
A few seconds after I hung up, the phone rang again.
The cycle of making and hanging up the phone repeated itself several times.
The scarred man finally couldn't hold back and cursed, "Which bitch is calling? Wake up and answer it! It's so noisy!"
The tape over her mouth was stuck on so tightly that An Ying could only whimper softly and couldn't utter a single word.
The tall man glanced back at An Ying, who had woken up, then turned around and handed her his phone.
Along with that came a cold, sharp sensation on my neck.
In his other hand, the tall man held a sharp fruit knife.
"If you dare utter even a single word, I'll stab you with my knife. Do you understand?"
An Ying nodded vigorously.
The tall man then tore off the tape from An Ying's mouth.
The tearing was so forceful that An Ying's mouth was in so much pain she could barely speak.
The tall man pointed his phone screen at An Ying.
She clearly saw the two words on the screen: Rao Bao.
It was Ye Rao calling.
After the call was connected, Ye Rao was a little unhappy.
"Honey, what's wrong with you? I've called you several times and you haven't answered. Where are you?"
An Ying coughed twice and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm in Yecheng."
Ye Rao said in an angry tone, "Tell me honestly, is there something you're hiding from me?"
Of course there are, and they are very serious matters.
It's a matter of life and death.
An Ying held her breath, trying to figure out how to tell Ye Rao that she was in danger.
Suddenly, I felt a tightness around my neck.
The tall man's fierce gaze swept over.
An Ying coughed again and said in a low voice, "No, you're overthinking it."
Ye Rao: "Are you alone in the hotel?"
An Ying hummed in agreement.
Ye Rao: "Alright, I see now. Forgetting friends for the sake of beauty is our common trait. I ran into Lu Gou the other day, and he asked me about your recent situation, but I didn't say anything. Let him be angry, hahaha."
An Ying hummed in agreement again and didn't say anything more.
Hearing An Ying's silence on the other end of the phone, Ye Rao sighed and said, "Never mind, you're busy. We'll talk when you get back."
The tall man put his phone away and hung up.
The man's clumsy fingers tapped the screen a few times randomly.
An Ying happened to see several missed calls in the call log.
In the few hours since her phone was turned on, the only missed calls she received were from Ye Rao and Jiang Yiru.
None of the calls were from Fu Chengli.
She disappeared for so long.
Isn't he worried at all?
An Ying glanced at Huo Ying, who was unconscious.
Or...
Was he not worried about her?
An Ying closed her eyes, her eyes stinging with tears.
Xiao Rao, I don't even know if I'll be able to come back safely.
On the other side, in the north of the city.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Rao stared blankly at her phone screen.
Not right.
An Ying never spoke to me in this dead-man tone.
Something about that phone call just now felt off.
Li Xiuzhe was squatting on the side of the sofa, massaging Ye Rao's legs.
Ye Rao suddenly stood up from the sofa, startling Li Xiuzhe.
"I remember you told me that Fu Chengli also went to Yecheng, right?"
Li Xiuzhe nodded: "Yes."
A bad thought flashed through her mind, and Ye Rao said nervously, "Contact Fu Chengli immediately!"
Li Xiuzhe chuckled lazily, "She already said she's at the hotel, so don't bother those two."
Ye Rao pinched Li Xiuzhe's ear hard.
Li Xiuzhe screamed in pain.
"If she's alone in the hotel, why doesn't she dare talk to me?"
"If she and Fu Chengli were alone together, why didn't she react at all when I mentioned Lu Qiyao earlier?"
"There's clearly something wrong! Use your brain!"
"Also, book your plane tickets right away, I need to go to Yecheng!"
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Fu Chengli was reviewing investment reports at his desk, while Chen Xi was organizing documents beside him.
He knocked on An Ying's door, but she wasn't there; in fact, she was being pestered by Huang Yirou.
Fu Chengli raised his hand to rub his temples, casually tossed the report in his hand aside, and leaned back heavily against the sofa chair.
I'm a little annoyed.
His original plan for the trip to Yecheng was not like this.
Qin Jinchuan somehow learned about the arranged marriage and started spreading rumors everywhere.
Since then, An Ying's mood has been quite bad.
He later made several more phone calls to An Ying.
Both devices are showing as powered off.
The phone can't get through.
She disappeared without a trace.
Fu Chengli took a deep drag on his cigarette.
He only exhaled a long puff of white smoke when the heavy smell of smoke made his chest ache.
An Ying, no matter how angry you are or how much of a misunderstanding there is, you can't just disappear!
dong dong dong-
There was a knock on the door.
Fu Chengli was taken aback.
An Ying is back?
He suddenly stood up from the sofa, strode to the door, and opened it.
Standing at the door was Jiang Yiru, who looked very nervous.
Jiang Yiru was almost in tears: "Young Master Fu, is An Ying with you?"
Fu Chengli: "She's not here, and she wasn't with you either?"
Jiang Yiru: "That's it, An Ying has disappeared!"
Fu Chengli's face darkened.
"Don't rush, tell me slowly, when was the last time you contacted her?"
Jiang Yiru: "Two hours ago, she said she wanted to go out for some fresh air by herself, and then she never came back. I called her several times, but she hung up on me every time. An Ying is a very nice person and never hangs up on me without permission. I'm so worried about her!"
Fu Chengli's face was as cold as ice.
"I understand. Go back and stay put, don't wander off."
Chen Xi walked over with his phone in his hand.
"President Fu, President Li called and said that Ye Rao just spoke with An Ying, but An Ying's behavior was very strange. She also said that she was alone in the hotel."
Fu Chengli took the phone and made a call.